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I'm tired of the city life |
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Summer's on the run |
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People tell me I should stay |
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But I've got to get my sun |
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So don't try and hold me back |
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Ain't nothin' you can say |
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Snake eyes on the paradise |
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And we got to go today |
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Take me to the april sun in cuba (ohoho) |
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Take me where the april sun |
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Gunna treat me so right, so right - so right |
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I can almost smell the perfumed night |
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And see the stary sky |
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I wish you comin' with me baby |
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'Cause right before my eye, see |
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Castro in the alley way |
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Talkin' 'bout a missile |
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Talkin' 'bout JFK |
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And the day he showed him up |
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Take me to the april sun in cuba (ohoho) |
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Take me where the april sun |
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Gunna treat me so right, so right - so right |
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I'm tired of the city life |
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Summer's on the run |
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Birds in the winter sky |
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Are headin' for the sun |
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Oh, we can stick it out |
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In this cold and rain |
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Snake eyes on the paradise |
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And we got to go today, yeah |
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Take me to the april sun in cuba (ohoho) |
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Take me where the april sun |
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Gunna treat me so right, so right - so right |
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Take me to the april sun |
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Come on take |
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Take me to the april sun |
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Come on come on take me |
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Take me to the april sun |
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Come on come on take me |
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Take me to the april sun |
